interrupted.
“Shut up,” Katherine said in response.
“Actually, I’m fine with doing either,” Cooper said as he bit his bottom lip. Of course, that was just one more thing Cooper Donovan did that seemed to drive her completely crazy. She noticed the sweat again and cursed under her breath.
“What was that, Miss Johns?” Cooper asked her.
“Nothing, Mr. Donovan. You just...well it’s just that...you make me sweaty,” she finally blurted out, and then looked at Taylor horrified. She couldn’t believe she had actually said that out loud.
Danny laughed as he turned to Taylor and asked, “Do I make you sweat, Tay?”
“Not if I can help it,” she replied lovingly at him.
“I can’t do anything right. I hate you, Donovan,” Danny moped.
“Stop being such a wimp in public. It’s embarrassing,” Cooper razzed.
“Ah, come on, Danny. Stop. Maybe my sweat glands just don’t work the same as Kat’s do. She is from California and all. Maybe she has like movie star sweat glands or something?” Taylor said sweetly.
Cooper leaned over in the midst of all the chaos and whispered into Katherine’s ear, “I like that I make you sweat. It means you like me.”
His breath was warm on the side of her face and she felt tingly as she struggled to maintain her composure. She never knew that a whisper could make her feel that way; it almost stopped her from functioning at all. She had to remind herself to keep taking in air because breathing no longer came naturally.
She looked over at him and said, “Don’t do that to me.”
“Don’t do what?” His smile was virtually irresistible and he looked at her as though he could read every thought she ever had with just one glance. “Have I ever told you that you have gorgeous eyes?”
She wasn’t ready to be complimented by him. She wasn’t ready for anything when it came to him. “No, you haven’t. But, thank you,” she responded, her breath catching.
They ordered dinner and while they waited for it to arrive Katherine realized she didn’t really know much about Cooper.
“I have to ask you about your Jeep,” she started off.
“My Jeep? What about my baby?”
“I was just wondering. Did you do all the work to it yourself, or are you the type of guy who pays someone to do all the hard things for you?”
Danny and Taylor both shouted “Ouuuch!” in unison. Katherine didn’t try to be rude, she just wanted to see what kind of man Cooper Donovan really was.
“For your information, I did everything to that Jeep myself. My dad helped with some things when I needed an extra set of hands, but otherwise, I did it all. It took me months to take it apart and rebuild it.”
“I’m impressed.”
He winked at her before saying, “Me too.”
She was flustered again. “So…how long have you been playing hockey?”
“I’ve been playing since I could lace up my skates and get on the ice. My dad encouraged me at first, but then I fell in love with it.”
“Do your parents pressure you to play? Do you get along with your parents? Do you have any brothers or sisters?” Katherine shot questions at him like a rapid-fire interrogator.
“Geez, Detective…slow down,” Taylor teased before she turned to give Danny a quick peck.
Cooper laughed in response before he answered, “I don’t mind. I’ll tell you anything you want to know Katherine. My parents don’t pressure to me to play at all. While my dad definitely encouraged playing as I was growing up, if I didn’t love it, he wouldn’t want me to keep playing.”
He shrugged his shoulders and then continued, “They just want me to be happy, and if that means playing hockey, then so be it. I have a great relationship with my parents, but I don’t need to see them all the time. I like keeping them at a distance. Not because I don’t enjoy them, but I just prefer to be on my own. Does that sound terrible?”
Katherine sensed that he might not be sure of how he sounded. It was the first time
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